Fantasy Chaos in Wonderland ( O-P-E-N )

[Luthor]

Cecil Mayhew

The boy raised a brow at the girl's blatant rudeness, changing his pupils back to their regular wide circles. "My oh my, your mother didn't teach you manners did she, Louise? You don't call nice people asses." He tutted his tongue at her, slowly shaking his head as he held unwavering eye contact with the girl.


Thus far in their conversation, he had only blinked in order to change his eyes in the most dramatic way he could. This was a common tactic he used in order to confuse or freak out anyone who had the pleasure of his company. Those who were used to his antics were entirely desensitised, but this was fresh meat.


Without breaking the eye contact, Cecil stood up and caught a hot slice of apple pie as it soared through the air. The reflection of it in the mirror had caught his attention through his peripheral vision. His love of sweet pastries had driven a wedge between him and potential suitors, which had come as a surprise. All that he'd done was tackled them in order to get to lunch faster- it wasn't his fault!


"Oh, where are my manners? Would either of you like a bite?" He offered it to his two companions in the hopes that they'd decline. Just in case, he speedily devoured the sweet so that neither of them could partake in it.


Finally breaking the eye contact, Cecil glanced beneath the table at the stolen hat beside his foot. Surreptitiously he then kicked it to hide it entirely from his roommate. Already today he'd been stuck with a needle and was unwilling to deal with the consequences of his actions.

Mood: Sneaky~~Mentioned: @Needle @Xan

 

[Needle]

Louise Arley | Alice

Location: Cafeteria


Mood: Normal

At the mention of her mother, Louise fought to keep a natural face, the exact opposite of the whirlwind of emotions flooding inside her. But, she feared, this would be the wrong person to admit weakness to. So, she tried her hardest to muster a smile as she watched him devour the bit of pastry.


The trick with his eyes however, caught her off guard. Her eyes widened at the sight of his ever changing pupils, but sooner than later, she realized, he after all, had special abilities. Oh well, she thought to herself, if we are displaying he tricks of our trade, I may as well have a go. With that, she whispered something under her breath, and leaned back and observed. She could only imagine what kind of things such an eccentric person could hallucinate about.

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[Xan]

Aurelius Blanche

Blanche was both put off and attracted to Cecil unusual habits, and as a friend the other made an interesting one. As someone who made and lost friends easily, the pink-haired male could attest to the importance of being unusual. If you ever hoped to be someone worth noticing, you ought to have an oddity or two. Blanche himself had plenty naturally, his heterochomia being one key point and as a result, he'd grown attracted to anything that seemed abnormal or unique.


He had forgotten his food, a common occurrence for someone like Blanche, who's mind wandered more often than it concentrated, making him a curious balance of an intense lackadaisical nature and often absent minded indifference. He made a point to shake his head at Cecil's comical, typical lack of manners and took a bite of what he presumed to be a sandwich, completely unaware of any of his belongings that his roommate may or may not be hiding from him.


This Louise was making herself out to be even more peculiar, whispering to her in such a way that Blanche wondered if he had pegged her wrong. "Manners for the mannerless? Oh, Cecil, you have such an odd sense of humor, I'd peg you for a pig if I didn't know differently!" The male exclaimed dramatically, his hand flourishing expressively.

Mood: Contemplative Location: Cafeteria


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[Luthor]

Julian Durand

Proud of himself for finding a spot worthy of Whitney to sit at, he dropped down on a far corner of the picnic blanket. He tentatively opened his textbook once more and began to skim his eyes over the words. History was a necessary evil for the boy, which dragged on when in the company of such interesting people.


Politely as he could, Julian declined her offer of food but happily poured himself a glass of wine. He studied the label before replacing it in the basket and sitting cross-legged once more.


Every so often, the boy glanced up from the pages of the book to look at Whitney, gauging whether she was bored of him. His silence never seemed to affect her, at least outwardly, which was unusual for him. It was only natural that he'd become infatuated. Her radiant beauty only hurried this along.

Mood: Happy~~Mentioned: @Kazehana

Cecil Mayhew

Vivid colours and odd creatures began to invade his vision, coating everything in sickly bright hues. Browns became highlighter orange, the subdued pink of Blanche's hair now so intense that his pupils had to shrink to adapt. Small creatures that looked like mushrooms, bright puffs of colour where a cap should be. He moved his feet out of the way to let them pass, placing the hat onto the table instead of the now-crowded floor.


"I am hurt that you'd consider me to be a pig!" His eyes ached from his companion's now-bright hair, so simply shoved the hat onto Blanche's head. When they'd first met, he wore that hat and it was one of the things that drew Cecil closer in. Such a rare sight to see was a fine top hat, especially one that looked so whimsical with the base far smaller than the top. It was one of the few objects that had managed to keep his attention for a long period of time, not unlike Blanche himself.


Cecil watched as one of the hallucinated creatures shuffled across the table, climbing over his hand. He wiggled his fingers and swirled his hand around so that he could watch the creature. Despite what was going on in his head, he simply appeared to be examining his nails carefully. It wasn't that odd a behaviour for him.

Mood: Disoriented and dazed~~Mentioned: @Needle @Xan

 

[Cruor Flumine]

Varien Ardal | Jabberwock


Location: Gardens


Mood: Slightly Relaxed


Varien shook his head. "No thank you, Whitney. I've eaten my fill for the time being." He said, taking a seat across from her. It was a beautiful day and Whitney seemed to be enjoying it. Good. The knave really did choose a nice spot, the scent of the flowers and food combine proved to be a wondrous scent, something that was amplified by his nose. "Thank you for offering however." It was a beautiful day and a relaxing time, but he couldn't let himself get off guard, regardless of what happens.


Mentions: @Kazehana @luthor

 

[Kazehana]

Whitney Farrell

Whitney was blissfully unaware of anything the other two boys were thinking, mainly because she was too wrapped up with Onyx jumping around. How did he get that much energy? Well, probably from all the sugar, to be honest. She smiled as she finished her last bite, hastening her lunch so as to not be the only one eating. It was rather strange to eat when the other two were clearly not interested in doing the same. Suddenly, she became acutely aware that they might be bored with the whole thing. "Uhm, you guys didn't really have to stay if you don't want to. I can't imagine this is horribly exciting," she offered, though she was done herself. Better late than never, she guessed.


With that, she started packing the remaining foods back into the basket, taking the extra time to organize it neatly. It was far less than what she came with, but there was still Tupperware that she had to fit within the confines of the basket. Once those were nicely in place, she wiped off her glass and strapped it back into its place, then did the same with her plate. She put the rest away in the same fashion, though she wanted to wait for Julian to finish before she took his. Onyx was still just bouncing around, mainly just looking at all the flowers. "Don't get too far!" she called after him, almost as if he were her child. She smirked and shook her head, wondering what she would ever do without him.


Once she was almost done, save for his glass and the cloth, she leaned back, using her arms to prop her up as she stuck her legs straight out in front of her. She closed her eyes but for a moment, soaking in the sunlight that drenched her skin with warmth. "So, what do you guys wanna do for the rest of lunch? I assume you want to do something together considering you're still here, n'est pas?" she questioned, then opened her eyes. She fell back onto her back, looking up at the bright blue sky. She had to shield her eyes from the sun's direct rays, but that was okay. It was a beautiful day, she had to admit. But she was in the mood to do something, so it wasn't a time to dawdle sunbathing.


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[Luthor]

Julian Durand

Sensing the girl's boredom, he hurried to finish his glass of wine so that he wouldn't be the reason they were stuck there. Neatly he wiped the remnants of red from it with a disposable napkin, so that it wouldn't stain the basket. Not wanting her to have to move from her spot, Julian took his time to carefully put the glass away. She'd got him trained without even trying- her own little songbird that would screech if told to. Not that anyone would want to hear that.


All too often had he driven those he wanted close away, just by opening his mouth to speak or sing. Karaoke had never been his forte. Some people had reacted with confusion or anger, others with screams of pain and eventual death. One thing was certain- everybody who heard him speak was filled with fear. This was one thing that he was not willing to put Whitney through.


Unable to respond to her question with a suggestion, Julian just slowly turned his eyes over to the Jabberwock. Naturally he was ranked beneath Varien, as all that he could do was terrify people by shrieking. He couldn't help but be jealous, as all that he wanted was to be near Whitney as much as possible. Ever so slightly he began to hover above the ground, comfortable in the warm sun. The scent of flowers relaxed him further, although he knew that they'd soon be leaving.

Mood: Envious~~Mentioned: @Kazehana @Cruor Flumine

 

[Cruor Flumine]

Varien Ardal | Jabberwock


Location: Gardens


Mood: Slightly Relaxed


Varien sighed. "Whitney, I am your guard and Lieutenant, I have to follow you nearly everywhere. What you decide to go do is of no matter to me." He said. He looked over to the boy floating, seemingly relaxed. he decided not to question it right now. He's been with Whitney as her guard for nearly her entire school time. If she didn't understand what his job was by now, she should probably re-evaluate her role as queen. "Why not ask him, he seems to want to be around you quite a bit." Varien suggested, gesturing to the floating boy.


Mentions: @Kazehana @luthor

 

[Needle]

Louise Arley | Alice

Location: Cafeteria


Mood: Normal

Louise watched Cecil, silent yet observant. He seemed unfazed by the glamour she'd cast on him. Most people erupted in screams and begs for mercy. Not that she wanted Cecil to scream or beg for mercy. Perhaps she knew a person like him would never feel what others felt under the direct effect of her abilities. Maybe he's always hallucinating, she thought to herself. That's probably why he's able to keep his cool. Also probably why he is so eccentric. She tried to imagine the thought process he went through, and in the end, decided she'd have to ask him herself. Someday. The curiosity was gnawing on her insides. For a moment, she considered reading palms, until her stomach grumbled. Loudly.


It had always been hard to embarrass Louise. And why laugh at something that you go through too, she'd always told herself. Only then did she realize, it wasn't curiosity gnawing on her insides, it was hunger. Her appetite had returned, and she craved for something sweet.


"Be right back," she told the two boys.


Expertly (at least according to her) dodging the bits of pastry dripping from the ceiling, she scampered past the student body which filled cafeteria. On her way to grab a cookie, which had looked appetizing from the distance, she picked up bits of their hushed conversations. Most of them talked of what you'd expect teenagers to talk about: sports and dates. Yet, one word repeated itself continuously wherever she went. Rozen. Curious as to what it stood for, she cut through the line (which lead to a series of protests but Louise was too curious to care), grabbed the first thing she saw, and dashed back. A trail of oofs and aahs and watch it!s followed her wake.


She was almost out of breath when she returned to the table, but breathing could wait. Taking a seat, she asked between her breaths, "What...is...Rozen?"

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[Kazehana]

Whitney Farrell

She sighed in turn, not too thrilled that he gave no suggestion. "You don't have to do that, you know. I'd be fine on my own," she insisted, though she knew that wasn't going to change his mind. It was just the principle of the thing, really. Plus she couldn't let herself be known as a dependent person. Feminism and all that jazz. She rolled her head ever so slightly to see Julian doing some weird floaty thing. She thought about it for a second before just exhaling and letting it go.


"Alright, Julian. It's up to you," she said in defeat. She honestly just wanted something- anything to happen at this point. Doing nothing for .5 seconds was far too long to not be busy with something. Though she had to admit that Varien had a point. He did seem to always want to be around. Did he have friends outside of Rozen? It occurred to her that she didn't know much, if anything about him. Perhaps he just needed to talk about himself more often. Or at all for that matter. Was she the only one that saw this? No, surely not. She was just being paranoid is all.


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[Xan]

Aurelius Blanche

It took the male a moment to realize that what was placed on his head was a top hat, one he hasn't seen in, well, a while. It was one he used to wear as an underclass man and for lack of better words, it was a bit ugly.


He loved it dearly and the appearance of such a hat had him glaring at Cecil, eyes hateful under his darkly tinted sunglasses. "Why do you have this? Where did you find this?" Blanche demanded, aghast, much too fixated on this sudden development to pay Louise much attention when she left.


And when she was gone, Blanche's own ability was tingling, sensing something odd. He'd been too annoyed to really realize it before, but that Louise had done something, and he wasn't sure exactly what it was meant to be. Dipping into people's minds, like a hand into a jar, swirling it's contents, this was a talent of his. And upon dipping his hand into Cecil's head (a habit he had developed when his roommate irritated him, to simply toss and turn the other's train of thought like a roller coaster) he was shocked someone had beat him to it.


"Your dear Louise has done something quite awful," he commented, watching said girl already on her way back, running like a startled rabbit. "You ought to have her fix it."


And upon hearing the name "Rozen", Blanche visibly cringed. "Where did you hear about that?" He asked, cautiously.

Location: Cafeteria ;; Mood: Cautious


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[Needle]

Louise Arley | Alice

Location: Cafeteria


Mood: Normal

Louise shrugged innocently. Seeing Blanche cringe, she hoped she hadn't heard something she shouldn't have. Was it a bad breakup Blanche was going through with a person called Rozen? She considered apologizing, but chose not to. It wasn't her fault she'd overheard, everybody seemed to be talking about it anyways. Louise couldn't understand why anybody would care about Blanche's breakup. He didn't seem like the awfully popular type to her, though she would never admit it. Yet, after living a day in the life of this school, she realized it would be best if she expected the unexpected. Who knew? Perhaps Blanche was the date-to-be, if you know what I'm talking about.


"Oh, everybody seems to be talking about," she said in response to his question. "Now that I recall, there was something about a notice in there too, although it was mostly Rozen. Why? Was I not supposed to know? Well, I'm sorry if that's the case, but you can hardly blame me, if you want to keep something a secret you probably shouldn't go about telling everybody -" She stopped talking suddenly, realizing she hadn't even given him a chance to speak. Giving him an apologetic smile, she said, "Oops. Don't take that personally. What I actually meant is, what is Rozen?"

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[Drakerus]

Sorren Likerus - Garden



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Sorren had skipped out on lunch to go catch up on his math homework. It turned out that the answer to the problem he was stuck on was actually staring him right in the face and he had finished early. He really wasn't in the mood to try and grab something to eat so he opted to take a walk through the school garden. He always seemed to get lost in the hedge maze but it was a nice place to relax. Eventually, he happened upon Whitney, Varien, and Julian. He knew them because he was part of Rozen. He had been recruited during his sophmore year. For what reason though, he had no clue. In any case, it certainly did make him feel sort of special to be part of a special group like Whitney's. It was even better because what they did often ended up putting bullies, or anyone who abused their abilities in their place.


Now, normally someone would show the utmost respect towards their boss. Heck, some were even afraid of Whitney. Not Sorren though. A well known fact about Sorren was that he was for lack of a better description, nice. No matter how intimidating or weird someone was, Sorren treated them like they had been friends for years. There were people who regarded his radiant demeanor as obnoxious but that didn't phase him one bit. If anything, it made him try even harder to be friends with them.





Anyways, back to his encounter with his fellow organization members. As soon as he recognized them, Sorren got a big grin on his face and moved so he was right beside Varien. Although Varien was rather...straghtforward in everything he did. Sorren admired how level headed and professional he was at all times. Although he would never say it out loud, Sorren saw him as a sort older brother who he regarded highly. He couldn't always tell what the man was thinking, but that just added to the cool factor for Sorren. Julian? Well, Sorren didn't know much about Julian. He still tried to be his usual self around him but it was a bit awkward when he got no response. Even anooyance was better than silence for Sorren.


"Hey guys! It's been a while! How was your summer? I didn't really do all that much but my first day back has been great so far!" he said exuberantly.


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[Luthor]

Julian Durand

All that the boy wanted was to stand up and discuss ideas with them, but the fact that he couldn't was infuriating. Maybe now he could talk. Maybe he was comfortable enough. Opening his mouth to speak, a horrific shrill cry spilled from his lips, immediately followed by his hands firmly clasped over his mouth. Passing students froze in their tracks, a couple of them forced to clap their hands over their eyes. It was a horrendous sound that could strike fear into the hearts of the most brutish of men.


Tears sprang to his eyes without any input from him, out of sheer embarrassment and worry. It was unlikely that they'd want to be around him any longer, so he opted to remove himself from the situation. Crashing to the ground, Julian scrambled to pick up his belongings and shoved them into his satchel. He avoided eye contact to hide his bleary vision, speedily shuffling away through the garden.


Why did he think that it would work? Even when he was an infant, any noise he made negatively affected people. This meant that he never learnt to speak, his vocal cords physically unable to form normal words. Much like his codename, the Jubjub bird could only caw or squawk his horrific song.

Mood: Embarrassed~~Mentioned: @Kazehana @Cruor Flumine

Cecil Mayhew

The boy looked around with a slight element of confusion as more things piled into his vision. It wasn't all that unfamiliar- he had tried shrooms before, at a party- but he couldn't remember taking anything. Blanche's explanation made things a lot clearer, so he turned to the girl with what he assumed was anger on his face. In reality, he just looked dazed but his words conveyed his emotion,"Louise, darling, please can you get rid of all this? We can trade for information."


Only once his vision cleared did he address the topic of Rozen, voice soft and sinister as he began to tell the tale. "Rozen is an evil group, but we should go back to the beginning. A few months ago, students started to lose their powers after receiving a single rose.." Cecil continued until the story was entirely unfolded, eyes animatedly lighting up as he gestured wildly. A natural storyteller, he added a few fictional things in for good measure (namely a dragon that apparently ruined the old school). It wasn't his fault that he needed to retain her full attention.

Mood: Mischievous~~Mentioned: @Needle @Xan

 

[Cruor Flumine]

Varien Ardal | The Jabberwock


Location: Gardens


Mood: Irritated





Varien almost immediately clasped his hands over his ears. Right...thats why Julian never spoke. "Dammit..." He groaned. The shriek had been amplified due to his heightened hearing, dizzying the Jabberwock. Slowly, he stood up and rubbed his temples, trying to alliviate the small headache that had formed. He turned to the queen to make sure she would be alright. Sorren would be able to handle the shriek, that he was sure of.


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[Needle]

Louise Arley | Alice

Location: Cafeteria


Mood: Angry

Now, as stated before, anything hardly ever irked Louise to the point where she wanted to stomp her feet in rage and jump off a cliff. She was usually very much in control of her short temper. Being called darling, however, was an exception. Louise was about to pinpoint (in the most calm and ladylike and graceful way, of course) that if Cecil ever dared call her darling again he would find himself burnt to crisp in a sewage drain, but her thoughts were distracted by Cecil's storytelling. And although she hated to admit (for she prided herself to be great at this trade), Cecil made an excellent story teller. The words seemed to come alive, goosebumps traveled up her skin with ever drop of pitch, and by the end, she couldn't tell whether she was shivering from the excitement, fear, or both. She did, however, refuse to believe the part about the dragon, which could possibly be true, but she wasn't ready to part with her sanity just yet. Although, if I continue to hang out with this duo, who knows what will remain of my sanity, she thought. I would very much like to experience what it feels like to be mad, but not forever I suppose.


She snapped back into reality when the graveness of what Cecil had told her hit her. "But there must be somebody stopping them! Anybody! They...they're horrible! They're monsters!" Her eyes were ablaze with a fiery passion to bring justice to these Rozen people, whoever they may be. As if being labeled an abnormal wasn't torture already, they had to steal the student's powers too!

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[Kazehana]

Whitney Farrell

Too much had happened far too fast for Whitney. Sorren appeared out of nowhere, prompting her to be taken slightly aback by the suddenness and the bombardment of questions and other such things. "Wait, what's-" she was cut off as Julian did that shriek thing, causing her to be slightly dazed, but otherwise rather unharmed. Onyx, however, was not as fortunate. He laid on the ground in his sudden daze, prompting Whitney to jump up and don a horrified expression. "Onyx-!" she exclaimed before Julian started doing whatever it was he was doing. She glanced at Varien briefly before looking back at the others, who all seemed to be in some sort of fit. Whitney was so overwhelmed that she couldn't deal with all this at once.


"S-stop!" she blurted out, throwing her flat palms down and squeezing her eyes tight. The area became encircled with several intensely bright spheres that sent short sparks between each other, warding off other people from entering. Well, that and letting anyone get out. She took a second to collect herself, feeling the short, eerie quietness that followed. She slowly opened her eyes and looked up and around, trying to get control of the situation that had gotten too far out of hand for her. Of course she had no idea that she had accidentally used her powers, but it happened nonetheless. Accidents sort of just happened when she was too overwhelmed. She surmised that it was a small signal that she wasn't totally in control of her powers.


She immediately moved to pick up Onyx, holding him in her arms tightly after a short inspection. She handed him off to Varien, wasting no time. "You can help him, right? Thanks," she said hastily, moving off immediately to take care of the rest of the situation. He would, she assumed, be fine after all. As far as she could tell, Sorren was just fine, so she wouldn't have to worry about him right away. The other students had no business with them, so the barrier would do just fine. Speaking of, it had been able to stop Julian just in time, which was a relief to her. She quickly approached him and his obviously distraught state.


Once she caught up, she grabbed his shoulder and simply stood there for a moment. "Don't you dare run away from this. I know it was an accident," she said sternly, though there was a hint of emotion in her voice. She thought for a moment, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "Look, there might be- I-" she began, but couldn't seem to find the words. Thankfully, she was good on her feet. "You have to trust that we can tell when you make a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes, Julian. But if this has proved one thing to me, it's that you cared enough to try even though you didn't know if you could. That's all that matters. Now," she began, walking around to face him. She grabbed both of his shoulders and looked straight into his eyes. "I'm going to do something, and you can't be alarmed," she said, giving him a slow nod to make sure he was keeping up with her.


She cupped her hands lightly just under his chin, covering what she assumed was the source of that horrid screech. From this position, no one would be able to see her at work, which is exactly what she wanted. As inconspicuous as she could, she let a small portion of negative zone enter into his neck, hoping that would cover the source of whatever that was. If negating his power would solve this problem and let him speak, she was all for it. Once she had it implanted, she let go and stood back a step, looking at him with curiosity. "Okay, try again," she instructed, hoping that her power was enough to stop his.


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[TheHufflepuffRabbit]

WHITE RABBIT | MICHAEL CRUZ

MOOD : As normal as he can be


LOCATION : Hallway from cafeteria


WITH : Gemini Quince


MENTIONS : @femjapanriceball ( special mention: Catarina / @LaDyGrEy )





Michael looked up to see a familiar face - Gemini, or as Lilium calls him, Caterpillar. Not that anyone knows that he knows about it, as it was his private claim to fame. But he has to play, one, his role of seeming like a normal high school student to keep his identity as secret as possible. He groaned as he scratched his head, and looked at Gemini with a shocked face.


" O-Oh! Sorry, bro! " he tentatively apologized, jumping on his feet. " My friends were kind of leaving me behind and -- "


And then the chaos from the cafeteria erupted, and someone screamed for a food fight. For once, Michael was kind of glad that he was delayed and late this time - food fights were messy as much as it was fun, and it usually smelled lile detention. He'd rather not get one of those or Red Queen will have his head on a red tray. Then a girl emerged from the cafeteria, and referred to the two of them. Latecomer and Caterpillar. If he remembered correctly, she was Rozen's Knave. Seriously, referring to Lilium's Caterpillar with his alias was kind of... dangerous, wasn't it?


" 'Caterpillar'? What was that about? "

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Caleb and Jacob | Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum

Location: Cafeteria hallway


Mood: Excited




"So how many detentions will we get into this year?" Caleb asked casually to his twin as they strolled down the hallway, being the more cautious one of the duo. Which, when compared to Jacob, was not very cautious at all. "Twenty, I reckon. More if we have Mr. Harrenhal for Math again," he replied, but not before giving a wink to a first year, who giggled into her palm. Nobody could deny it, they were quite the heartthrobs. Mix it in with some reckless behavior and you have the school's dream dates. Bad boys wouldn't be the word you'd describe them as - that title had been taken by Gemini - but popular nonetheless. Their calendars were filled with a steady stream of dates, yet none of the girls either one of them took out made it to the "girlfriend" title. Jacob was looking for nothing but perfection, but Caleb...he jut enjoyed the game.


"Speak of the devil, it's Gemini!" Jacob ran over to the boy who smoked alphabets, Caleb following closely behind. "GE-MI-NI!" They rushed over to him, and had him in a noogie spree before the boy could even catch his breath.



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Gemini rolled his eyes. "Oh, for God's sake....." he mumbled, running a hand through his messy black hair. His face only grew into a more stressed one when a food fight broke out. Well, shit. He had hoped to talk to Whitney, but with this mess....fat chance. "I was walking and you randomly ran into me—WHAAAAA?! AGGHHHH!" Aaaand then a pair of familiar twins grabbed him from behind, holding him in an inescapable noogie. As expected, a bunch of "A"s came flying from his mouth; irritated, he struggled. Can't a guy get a good smoke around here? Without getting attacked? Well, time to break out the true form shit. A minute passed, then he hastily transformed into his butterfly form (so as not to fully reveal his identity) and floated out of the twins' grasp. Once he had escaped from Jacob and Caleb, he turned back to normal. "Damn, you made me drop my cig," he said irritably, lighting a new one.

 

[Astaroth Suzumiya]

Jinx


Jinx continue on eating as she hear everyone talk and talk as some materials move and chair to books. It was nice hearing things than knowing that she would be alone for quite a while. Her plant is scanning the people around as jinx drink some water in the pot with the flower was delighted to drink. Jinx was a lil bit thankfull that even thoe she is blind she can manipulate and know her way in the school with the help if her flower. But what if she dont? ... then that means she would be useless

 

[Mitchs98]

Mimi Ferrell

Mimi had woke up late. By the time she made it to the cafeteria a food fight had broken out. Not wanting to deal with that whatsoever she noped out and walked to find a quiet secluded spot outside under a tree. She had hoped to eat with her sister Whitney, but that went out of the window when she was nearly knocked out by a flying baked potato. The good thing was she could pretty much just draw her own meal and summon it. Sighing she sat down underneath the tree, opening up a book and drawing sushi and water. Ahh the perks of being able to eat whatever you wanted whenever you wanted. Mimi didn't exactly worry about her figure nearly as much as Whitney, though sushi was healthy..but still. She didn't quite get why she worried so much about it. Well, she did. But, Mimi wasn't exactly an outgoing person to do want that kind of thing. Honestly she was kind of jealous of her sister sometimes, so confident and all that nice stuff.


Oh well. She didn't really mind, infact she liked sticking to herself. Don't get her wrong, she liked making friends, but the whole process was decently awkward. After she ate she'd probably look around for Whitney, provided of course no unnatural occurances happened or a member of Lilium had anything important to say. Hopefully neither would happen, really.

 

[Cruor Flumine]

Varien Ardal | The Jabberwock


Location: Gardens


Mood: Confused


Varien looked down to see that thing that Whitney cherished. It seemed a bit dizzy due to the screech. Sighing, he cradled the small star-shaped thing in his arms, taking care of it like she had asked. Truthfully, he would rather punt the thing, but that would make The Queen rather upset, something he'd rather not do. So instead, he stayed content with holding it. Walking over to Sorren, he nudged the boy with his foot. "Cmon. Get up. You doin good?" He asked, continuously nudging Sorren.


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[Luthor]

Julian Durand

Whitney's hands felt so soft and warm on his jaw that it didn't even really matter to him that a few tears had broken free. They forged a trail to her hands, but he hastily wiped them away before they could reach her soft skin. Where was her little thing? Had he killed it?


Assuming the worst, Julian was reluctant to try again but as soon as he realised what had been done, he decided to try. She'd essentially stripped his power from him, so surely he could thank her. "Mer-CAAAW!" This time his voice was louder, echoing off of the buildings as a high, shrill scream, far more grotesque than his previous cry. A few students that had been attracted by the electric barrier clapped their hands over their now-bleeding ears, unable to make a sound. They were using their advanced hearing to eavesdrop, not expecting the sudden attack.


Now angry at himself, the boy tore himself away from his queen, stepping backwards towards the barrier. It shocked him slightly, but he didn't care. Deciding that she deserved an apology, he tried to choke one out but it only happened once more."DésQUAWWWK!" It frustrated him to no end, being fenced in with people he cared about but had hurt. And he had no way to apologise. Turning his back on her, he began to inspect the barrier, wondering if he could fly over it to escape. He took a few steps back so that he get a running launch, which would increase his chances of getting over in one piece. Julian refused to hurt his friends like that again.

Mood: Determined~~Mentioned: @Kazehana

 

[Needle]

Caleb and Jacob | Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum

Location: Cafeteria hallway


Mood: Excited




One minute, Caleb and Jacob were sure they had him in their grasp, the next second, he had disappeared into thin air. Quite literally.


"Hey, where the hell did he go?" exclaimed Jacob, swerving around madly. Meanwhile, Caleb spotted the butterfly whizzing around, and attempted an unsuccessful hand-dive. It failed.


With a loud thump, he crashed onto the floor, right by Gemini's feet. Way to go, Caleb, he thought to himself. He could feel the student body's stares burning through him, when all of a sudden, he was engulfed in the smell of lady's perfume and small, timid hands were struggling to help him up. Jacob watched in amusement as a band of wannabe-girls (though he would never say that to their faces) ran over to him to help him up, probably trying to win over their favor to go to a dance or something. Pity we hate dances. Jeez, four years in this school and they still don't have a clue? How dim-witted can girls be? But then he reminded himself that Whitney was a girl, and she was by no means dim-witted.


Caleb must have been thinking the same thing, because after shrugging off the girls with thank you's and see you later's, he jumped straight onto the question. "Hey Gemini, bro, have you seen Whitney?"



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[Kazehana]

Whitney Farrell

Whitney had already coated her inner ears in more negative zone, causing his cries to sound extremely pleasant. Okay, so he couldn't talk. That was a worthless experiment, now wasn't it? Perhaps that was a little rash. She did, in fact, learn something valuable from the whole thing. There was nothing she could do besides stand defeated as he flew away. What was she supposed to do? Run after him? This was an emotional problem she could never hope to fix on her own. She would need the aid of time to let him calm himself for the time being. From what she gathered, nothing she could say or do would be able to solve this at the moment. Time heals all wounds, right?


The barrier almost shattered itself, the stars disappearing into a burst of stardust. She stared at a hibiscus bush just off to the side, though she held her head up. When it came down to it, she was inclined to ignore the other students and get back to what was important. They could take care of themselves, right? She hoped so, or they wouldn't last long at this academy. She took a deep breath and spun around, facing her immediate situation. There was no reason to dwell and worry about what has happened. She had to focus on what was important right then, preferably something she could do anything about. Besides, she couldn't show herself off as that weak that she would crumble under the emotional stress of one member. What would happen if one got seriously injured in a skirmish? Surely she couldn't just stop everything and help them! And with Lilium on the rise, she couldn't be too careful that this wouldn't be their future before they knew it.


She walked back to her other two members, and Onyx of course. He was like what, their mascot? Though don't mascots have to be well known? Oh well. "Are you guys okay? I-" she lead with a deep exhale. "I think he just needs some time to shrug this off. We'll have to do something nice for him at the next meeting. BUT for now, we should recover our losses and get back to normality, n'est pas?" she said, gingerly taking Onyx back into her own arms. The second round didn't do him any favors, and he didn't look to good. She grabbed the picnic basket and looped it around her arm, making sure she had both available to hold Onyx.


She stared at Onyx for a short time, trying to decide what to do. "I think he'll be alright so long as we aren't in an extremely loud room. I think he just needs a short rest," she concluded, nodding slightly in acceptance. She looked at the other two, mainly just looking at their condition. "Are you two alright? Accident or not, there's still a chance you're hurt," she said, causing her to frown. She wished it weren't so, but Julian might have hurt their hearing in a way she might not even dare to imagine. Hopefully, she would be able to wish for the best and that would somehow do something.


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[Luthor]

Cecil Mayhew

Louise had seemed to fly right into the trap he'd so carefully lay for her. "And that is where you'd be right! You see there's this group that call themselves 'Lilium' who try to protect students from the evils of Rozen whilst exploring how they steal the powers. Not much is known about them, except for their badass costumes and codenames."


The words that he spoke seemed almost too fantastical to be true, an element to his story that he revelled in. It sounded like the plotline to a bad comic about superheroes, or a teenager's fanfiction. This time he didn't feel the need to embellish his tale, though lightly nudged Blanche as he mentioned the costumes. Admittedly his own was a little lacking, fashioned from a cape and a fluffy blanket with a papier mâché mask in the making. It had to be expendable in case he shifted during a mission, which would mean leaving his disguise behind.


Cecil prided himself on being able to change the appearance of his feline form between the easier to retain house cat and a chubby purple and pink cat. when demonstrating his abilities in class, he used the latter but the former was less conspicuous for missions. If Louise made him transform into a cat, he'd naturally go for the more flamboyant of the two. His roommate had been quiet, probably off in his own dream world.

Mood: Showing off~~Mentioned: @Needle @Xan